In the deepest darkest depth
of the night my eyes flood.
I shine bright in the early morning like a star.
My heart, like broken glass pieces it shines.
I don’t know whether I must try or I must cry.

With fake joy I smile but truly inside I die.
I realize I’m alive but truly inside I die.
I choke myself with a line
But I don’t wanna die.
Who am I?
Am I a lie or a die?

Okay, I cry when not okay
and I get satisfied.
Oh! Believe me I’m going to heaven,
I’m going to the sky.
Because I am the son of the sky
And that’s where I rely.
As a result, my cry is a prayer in front of God’s eye.

Who am I?
Am I a lie or a die?
Please tell me I truly wanna know I don’t wanna lie.
Please tell me I truly wanna know you’re the only one I know.
Please tell me I truly wanna know I’m lonely and alone.